you know, the one who always gushes about boys. or about her boyfriend/fiance/husband. and i'm pretty sure i spent the last 10 years rolling my eyes as i heard women talk about how awesome their man was, or how "in love" they were...
ok, well i've officially become one of them. i'm even hesitant to admit it to the blogging world, lest i receive lots of eye rolls/annoyed sighs. [which i guess don't really matter since i can't see them...]
if you aren't in the mood to gag, just stop reading right now. if not, please indulge me for just a few short sentences. i gotta brag a little bit.
1. on monday J. called me after work to ask about my day. i told him about spending 2 hours working on a general teaching application. he listened and then said "good job. i'm proud of you, babe"
2. during the above-mentioned conversation, J. walked into WaWa and had to hang up quickly because he was in line. i said bye and went along with my business. 4 minutes later he called again to apologize for hanging up in such a rush. he then proceeded to say a full goodbye and ended with "take care. i love you, babe"
and one more heart-warming tidbit: my boyfriend is about to spend 8 full days with 10 high-school seniors. i mean, who in their right mind would agree to that?! even though i'm obviously gonna miss him, i'm so dang proud*[on a related note, my cow-worker said the following to me today: "in russian, we say that distance is to love as wind is to fire... it makes it bigger" cute.]
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Just promise me you'll be bragging at year one, at year five, at year ten (when you're ankle deep in babies). You get my drift? I'm proud of you both.- Mom
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